A large convoy was driving along a relatively empty, two-lane highway, away from Topeka. There were two huge black main-tanks, one was at the back and another at the front. However, both of them had severe battle-scars; there were gashes and claw-marks, along with several places where horns or ‘stingers’ had penetrated deep into the steel plating. Continue reading
It wasn’t just zombified cows, horses, pigs and humans, but also mosquitoes, cockroaches, locusts and other swarming insects. Rather than the ‘danger’ involved, Michael was more concerned about the rancid odor and overall unpleasantness that would have been involved, if he tried to ‘walk’ through something like that. Continue reading
Iris parted ways with everyone and continued to head out alone, into the incredibly dangerous ‘Viridian Hell’, while the three treasure-hunting veterans decided to go with the tank and return to Beatrix and Luke’s base of operations. However, while all of that nonsense was happening, thirty miles to the north, a violent storm was still raging. Continue reading
“Maria, look out!” Blademaster fell down right behind the little girl and used his left arm to protect her from a tiger’s paw-swipe. Blood gushed out of his lacerated forearm, as he screamed in pain. At the same time, a loud roar came from ‘Hammer-Guy’ as his furry right leg was chomped down upon by a six-hundred pound, orange and white tabby-cat. Continue reading
As a few of you may have noticed, I changed my theme lol. The reason is mainly ads. Okay, so for a while in January(At least half of the month) I was using one of these special ‘wordad themes’, which allow you to have like 1 or 2 extra ads on the page.
Since you don’t get the any sort of feedback until like 2 months later, you literally have no way to find out how much revenue or ad impressions you’re getting at the time that you’re getting them.
Now it’s statistics time, yay~… I had like 240k views in January, but only 100k ad impressions. I thought “Oh hey, I guess only like half the people didn’t have ad-block on?” and didn’t really think too much about it after that. 100,000 ad impressions was worth 114.44 dollars. It didn’t really seem like a lot, but it was better than nothing. So~, I decided to try and get more views the next two months in order to get more ad impressions.
For the entire month of February, I was back to my old theme, which only allowed 1 ad thingy, so I figured it might not get as many impressions, but it shouldn’t be too bad, right? Yeah, I was wrong lol. 225k views only gave me 15k ad impressions and here’s the funniest part, those 15k impressions were only worth 81 cents. Not even a single dollar QQ.
Now I know that depending on the ads and where the person viewing it is from, there is supposedly a ‘slight’ difference in what they’re worth but still… I figure it has to be the theme. That’s the biggest variable imo. So~, I’m pretty sure March is already doomed to be worth less than a dollar… Ugh, I just wish the stupid wordads would tell me before 2 months had already gone by.
Anyway, this is why ‘Donations‘ and Patreon are so important to me lol. Apparently, wordads are totally unreliable rofl.
In further news, today is actually Break Day, I think? Even if it isn’t, it’s Break Day now cause I’m fucking depressed… Well, I’m not actually depressed, but I am pretty pissed off. I’m still writing/editing etcetera, but chapter 52 will be posted in like idk, 24 hours?
BTW, I’m currently editing chapter 6 of “Immortal Soul”, so hopefully I’ll be able to finish editing the first book in April? Maybe I’ll be able to publish “Black Mithril” on Amazon during May? It’s been like a year and a half since I wrote this first volume or book of “Immortal Soul”, so everything is so messy… QQ.
“Gah~, do I push it through or pull it out?! Fucking cuntsauce! Goddamn it! My dick is totally gone, but it’ll probably grow back… Ow-ow~! Argh~! Okay, okay~, it’s fine, totally cool~! I can just send it into my magical storage space… right? Nope~, not working…” Michael was lucky that the back of the harpoon wasn’t attached to a wire, so it was fairly ‘easy’ to grab behind the hook-like head and pull it through his groin. Continue reading
As Butter’s forehead smacked against the table, not only Jessie, but at least six other people in the room swiftly aimed their weapons at the unarmed Nephilim. A huge seven-foot tall, extremely overweight man, wearing jean-suspenders and a blood-stained white tank-top came out from the hallway; he was holding a huge fifty-caliber light machine-gun with both hands, pointing it towards Michael and his friend. Continue reading
Once the strip-show was over and half of the drunk people either went back to their rooms or passed out on the floor, Michael had decided to pay for his iced-tea bill the old fashioned way: Writing a ridiculous song and performing it in front of a very small audience. He went up on stage and pulled an acoustic guitar out of thin air, before playing some random chords and singing “Do you really want to see~, the darkest part of me~? I promise you~ that I~, will stab you in the eye~! Because I’m a monster~, and I want to watch you die~! It’s not like I~, even know your name~! It ain’t like I~, care about your fame~! You’re just a trash~ mob~! Your life is made of shit~! You’re just some douchebag~! I killed you, in the very first hit~!” Continue reading
“Final-fucking-lee! Ugh, I think I’m motorcycle-sick…” It was nighttime and Michael close to the eye of a huge storm, so it was raining and thundering all around him. However, the tornado had finally dissipated, and as it did, the transparent sword was thrown downwards. Of course, things are never quite that simple. Continue reading
“Mike? Hey Mike, where’d ya go?!” An anxious goat-girl had opened the guest-room door, only to find that there was nobody inside. The wind was blowing violently in through the window, but when she walked over to close it, she couldn’t see Michael anywhere outside. However, the dark and ominous storm-clouds in the distance were clearly visible, in the bright-red sky. Continue reading
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